On The Edge Of My Seat Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

On The Edge Of My Seat



Muse,
The view!
On the edge of my seat;
Love,
Working hand in hand;
With the sweet muse of peace and joy.
Life,
Like a man with a black tie and a black suit;
Lung, slung!
Soluble,
With the muse of life;
Stratosphere,
With the muse of love;
Suit, suite!
Like a woman with a red hat;
Suitable,
On the edge of my seat.

Friday, January 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: muse
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Edward Kofi Louis

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